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Oct 2017
Butterfly Net


I flew as high as a man can get
I crashed down on the earth all soaking and wet
I thought flying was easy but don't ever forget
I never thought you'd leave me and your mind was set
Fickle how time catches you like a butterfly net
Now will never be again and the future is yet
Trust what is in your heart and everything else reject
Peter Kiggin
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Peter Kiggin  44/M/Wigan
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